A Secret | Yoonmin

Chapter 9 | Yoongi

Nights seem so long without Jimin. Boring, lifeless, depressed.
I really want to just see his face one more time before I go to sleep. I really, really want to.
But he's probably sleeping. He's probably far, far away. I hope he's dreaming of something good.
But I can't sleep. I can't stop thinking about jimin.
I can't stop thinking of Jimin, his perfect personality, his beautiful face, his bright eyes, and his soft lips. I think his lips are beautiful.
When people insult his lips, I just really want to hurt them. I want them to feel all the pain that Jimin gets. All the hate and suffering he has to go through. Alone.
Why don't I help him through it? What's stopping me?
I just really want him here with me right now.
       *Knock Knock*
Again, the knock startled me. Who could be up at this time?
"Yoongi hyung? Are you still up?" Jimin? Jimin is here? To see me?
"Hmm? Jimin? Is that you?" I responded tiredly, pretending I had been asleep for a while.
"Yeah hyung. It's me," the little mochi replied, "can I come in? I can't sle-"
"Yeah sure." I just want to touch him again. I really want him here. I really want him here with me. Right now. I responded so quickly I cut him off.
I quickly walked over to the door and unlocked it. Jimin looked sullen, his dark circles visible and his eyes puffy as if he had just cried.
He looked up at me.
Immediately, his face lit up. His eyes brightened and his lips curved up. He jumped up to give me a hug.
He was so cute.
"Thank you hyung!" He exclaimed, throwing his body against mine.
I hugged his slim, perfect body back. I really wanted to carry him (bridal style). I sweeps him off his feet and carried him to my side of the bed which was already warm.
"H-heyy!" He whined, pouting. His little mochi cheeks were so cute and I really wanted to just squish them.
"Shhhhh," I responded. I looked at his cute lively face, which immediately got softer as I placed him down on the bed.
I placed him on the bed and put the covers over his perfect little body. I brushed the hair off his forehead, and I leaned down to give him a kiss. Is the the right thing to do? Whatever I'm me. I can do what I want. HIs skin was so smooth and soft, just like silk.
When I tried to get back up, Jimin grabbed the back of my neck. It took me by surprise when he pulled my face down to his.
He kissed me on the lips and said softly, "Thanks Yoongi hyung."
I smiled softly, the softest I've ever felt before, and I walked over to the other side of the bed.
I cuddled him, and stroked his soft hair.
After a few minutes, he fell asleep.
       All that was playing in my head was, "I love you Jimin, I love you Jimin..."
My heart almost leaped out of my chest when he turned over to face me, still asleep, and said, "I love you too Yoongi."